By Riesling A. Conway

January 1, 2013

On January 1^st, 2013, my family and the Boyer family went on a long hike.  It was a jungle in there.  At first, it was pretty easy and we saw what I thought was a blue-headed hummingbird.  We also saw ants carrying tiny leaves to their nests.

“I wish I could just take a handful of leaves and dump it on their house for them,” said my dad, helpfully.

Then we got to a “path” that included taking long leaps from one slippery green rock to another slippery green rock and peeping around boulders to see if there was anywhere to step.  Here’s a tip about hiking.  Green rocks are slippery.  If it’s a wet, green rock, don’t even try clinging to it.

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“You know what?  It is probably ten times safer walking through the water than walking on land,” I said.  So in my not-waterproof sneakers, I walked through the water.  Soon we heard a screeching noise and figured it was probably a big bat.  Finally, we got to a staircase that led to a road.  We were all pretty dirty.  On the way back, we saw a cow pasture, and a bull tied to the side of the road.  When we got back to the boats, I thought, “I’m glad I didn’t change into clean clothes this morning when my mother told me to!”